Monthly Archives: May 2015

The air was hot, moist and sticky, much like any other regular Texas summer day. Sweat was trickling down Artemis’ face as she worked diligantly on a broken pocket watch, taking a lot of care into putting the minute gears in their rightful places. Wiping her face off, she let out a heavy sigh and stretched, before jumping out of her seat.

A shadow that was standing there for a while had just moved, and in the corner of Artemis’ eye she saw that it was a pale skinned boy with messy dark, possibly black hair. His eyes were a hazel green color, and he had a very calculating stare. It looked as though he was processing things in his mind as he studied Artemis.

Artemis, on the other hand, couldn’t think at all. She opened her mouth to say something but quickly shut it as she couldn’t find the right words. The boy stared at her while she tried to speak.

“Wh-Who are you?! And what are you doing in my HOUSE??” She squeaked,now taking her turn to startle the intruder.

“Computer… Human Computer..” He replied in a monotone voice. “Sent from the government agency..” The boy pointed to a sticker-stamp that was stuck on his arm. Artemis cautiously took his arm and read the stamp, sighing. Sure enough, the government had sent him to her.

Artemis had expected something from the government, but it was more like something among the lines of jury duty or volunteer work, but not this.

“Right. Well, what am I supposed to do with you?” She asked, taking a step bacj to get a better look at him as she rubbed the back of her neck. The boy was fairly skinny, but not as thin as some people. His facial features were in between sharp and dull. He looked… what was the word? Charming, that was it. Either way, he just stood.

“Hm… Well, you should have a seat somewhere…” She said as she placed the broken pocketwatch and the small parts in her tin box. She walked over to the kitchen and made her way to the fridge.

“Crap…” Artemis muttered under her breath. Among the wall of paper and words that she had set up on the fridge door was a bright yellow sticky note that said “WORK ON ME!” and a giant arrow pointing down to another piece of paper that was held by a circular magnet that had a picture of the Statue of Liberty. The piece of paper was a History assignment about the Holocaust.

Artemis groaned and took the paper, getting some breaj and cheese. Plopping the items on the counter, she reads over the page as her new flatmate followed.

“I completely forgot about this…” Artemis muttered. She suddenly looked at the boy, who was currently looking over her shoulder. “Anyways, do you have a name?”

He shook his head.

“A name…” Artemis said as she tapped her pencil against the counter lightly. The boy stared at her, blinking every once in a while. Artemis hufffed, making herself a sandwich.

“I can’t think of a good name.. I’ll call you Umi for now.” She said, taking a bite of her sandwich. “Is that okay?”

The human computer quickly nodded, his face lighting up only slightly.

Artemis smiled. “Okay Seita! Um… what to do..?” Artemis is sighed, sitting down. A moment passed, and she took a glance at his arm. She motioned him to come closer. Seita slowly approached.

“Give me your arm,” She instructed, holding out her hand. Seita looked at his arm with the stamp and held it out for her. Artemis took his arm and began to peel off the stamp.

“The Holocaust started in 1933. The percentage of Jews in Germany was less than 1%. November 9th, 1938 was known as Kristallnacht, Night of Broken Glass.”

Artemis blinked, then suddenly realized that Seita was giving her information for her project. She began to scramble for a pencil.

“Wait Seita! Give me a second, I need a pencil!” She called out. Seita blinked at her and stopped, until she came back.

“Can you repeat that again?” She asked, getting her assignment. Seita nodded, and started over, and after some time, watched Artemis frantically write down the given information. Finally Artemis stretched and threw her pencil down.

“Well then, Seita. You are male, right?” She asked, leaning in on her seat as she glanced at him. The young humanoid stared back at her.

“Yes, I would be classified as a male.”

“Hm, alright. Do you like anything in your free time?”

“…Free time? I do not understand what you are asking.”

“Well, literally, free time is free, time. What do you like to do for fun?”

Artemis knew that she shouldn’t be doing this, most likely. But she wanted to test to test something out. “Do you like to garden, make websites and sell them, or..?”

“…Please wait a moment.” Seita said after standing still in front of her for some time. He made his way to her computer that was located in the stuffy living room. Artemis followed him there, turning on the AC. Seita plopped himself down on the chair and quickly turned on the computer. He opened up an empty webpage, set up a website builder and began to type at an incredible speed.

Artemis laid on a sofa chair, sideways, the whole time Seita was typing. Five minutes later, he appeared in front of the resting girl and poked her forehead, unblinking.

Artemis raised an eyebrow and opened her eye.

“Yes?”

“I have finished what you have asked me to do.” Seita reported, causing Artemis to sit upright.

“Huh?! You made a website??” She asked, rushing over to the computer to take a look.

“Yes, I have made the website you have asked me to make. I also sold it. Your currency is now 1,382 and one cent.”

Sure enough, Artemis found an open webpage with a colorful website with varying hues of green, red, yellow, orange, and pink. The title read “Cat Club” in very fancy calligraphy-type letters. In some of the tabs, there was cat icons, and everything else was blankn with only an adorable picture of a group of black kittens at the very top.

Artemis looked at another webpage that had her bank account opened up. She stared at it with her mouth wide open. He wasn’t joking.

Seita came up behind her. “A cat fanatic bought the website. I did just what you asked me to do.”

Artemis smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand, sighing. “I didn’t mean to ask you to do this for me, Seita. Look, I..” She stopped and looked at him. “What’s your favorite drink?” She randomly questioned him.

“Favorite beverage? I do not know what you-”

“That’s it, I’m going to take you to the store! At least, you got us some extra money to spend..” Artemis said to herself as Seita looked at her with a hint of confusion.

After an hour or so, Artemis pushed the door open with her back, bottles with Seita following with his own. As Artemis set down the bottles, Seita watched.

“Why are we doing this again?” He asked a bit uncertainly.

Artemis opened a bottle of an apple flavored drink for him and handed it over.